Don't hesitste when opening up your feelings to someone. This moment may not be the same as when you are going to be rejected. And there will be void misunderstandings.

I wonder how you enjoy music.
I wonder how you look like while smiling.
I wonder how you talk at our first encounter.
I wonder how many ways you are searching to seek me.
I wonder what scenarios you are letting go through your mind.
I wonder how many times you think of me.
I wonder how admiring you are.
I wonder how you can carry my gaze with such gentle eyes.

My heart scattering into pieces
Your eyes sparkling at his but not mine
My blood cogulating like anything
My throat gulping for evey second you laugh at him
Why can't your eyes shoot mine?
Don't they deserve?!

I think we need to break down at least for once. Would be strange.. But yes, just a matter of fact. It's the only way that you can know your pain and how much you've been through. Better divulge it, rather than letting your pain weigh on others.

I know that you didn't mean to hurt me but definitely, I know that you are the reason behind my every hurting now and then.

Sometimes accident leads to incidents.

This gut feeling
As you lean to me :
Heart pounds,
Breath breaks,
Eyes contact,
Body freezes,
Craving increments,
Touch finds soul.

Sometimes it's a feeling like you can't get them out of your brain coz it knows that your heart still feel for them. But you should let yourself pull out and go on easy.

I think love is not only about caring but also letting them face challenges on their ownself believing in their capabilities.

Whatever the relationship maybe, one has to take the worry of the other. We can't expect what comes and goes out of our life. We expect the least and the opposite. Loving may also come with the leaving. Not all the expectations come true. Learn to live the life to the fullest. Hold your hearts to the loudest who can listen to you in a room full of chaos. Go through every phase that meant you to be together. Don't hope for anything but love the journey of 'Throughout the way'.

I'm sorry that  I can't be with you now. But I'm extremely missing you so muchhhh. Careers tied the knot separating you and me. Every tear coming from my eye got your name and feelings for you engraved within it. Crying doesn't mean you hurt me. But it signifies my happiness around you,with you. So let me express it for you. Love You.

Maybe love is not loving their choices for them, but loving their choices more wholeheartedly as it is ours.

I cannot sleep right after this conversation
I  ******* hate my feelings which gonna hurt me in the future being aware.
I can't just let it out even for 3 days...Feeling like hell.
I can't withstand those memories haunting me out for having once more into a relationship.
I can neither hide my feelings nor express them.
It is tearing my heart into pieces that can't again hold out my feelings to someone anymore.
I shouldn't let my heart skip again for someone's love .

Until - The word which tells us either a sad story or a merry one.

Someone whispered "She is Yours",
"She is already mine!", I chuckled.

Sometimes I used to stare at you and 'Ahhh..I'm gonna miss'.

A moment.
The sound of busyness in the traffic.
The soothing fresh air touches my bunch of hair strands.
The warmthness of the morning sun
The sunshine scatters at the entrance.
Thoughts about how toxic some persons are.
Also how good our people had the urge to make us happy.
And how some people can go crazy about us.
Remainders of regrets.

Me : I may not make your mood better. But I'll definitely ruin your mood.
He : But.....YOU are my only mood.

Having you by my side feels like a perfume.
Long-lasting.
Heartspread.
Silky.
Relaxed.
Sprinkling.

Your meagre gestures of jealousy gives me a chance to initiate pretentious arguments.

The hardest feeling ever is when the person you love becomes a stranger, and you realize that they will no longer care for you.

It's not that every person you love, deserved to be your best one from their side. They've their own priorities. They've their own life to lead. You must be aware of this. And no expectation kills you.

Then : I have my writings and I have you
Now : I have my writings but not you.
The only thing permanent is my writings.
Things have gone so far.

Not all friendships are ideal.

Some involve adjustments.
Some doesn't invovle secret sharing.

Some involve sacrifices.
Some doesn't involve consideration.

Some involve care.
Some doesn't involve consolation.

Some involve influence.
Some doesn't involve recognition.

Some involve in mosaic magic.
Some doesn't involve realization.

Some involve clarity.
Some doesn't involve maturity.

Some involve childishness.
Some doesn't involve objections.

One day the feel that pierces your heart when you just come to know that your loved one doesn't feel for you anymore.

Mine calling theirs?
Can't get enought courage to accept.

I don't want you but I just want me & my feelings towards you to remain forever.

Thought you are "The only one".
But you are "Also the one".

I may have left if it is any other one...but it is YOU that concerns me hardly..

Those songs you shared me were definitely stood as the witness of our love.
They brought back the environment where you and I lived in our lil' balloon.
Every song was engraved by your name.
Each part of the songs gives me the special feeling of you.
No matter how many times I have heard, but doesn't fade away the way you made me feel it.

Thought you were my sculpture. But, still can't recognize that you are an abandoned stone.

Caring you was my routine habit.
Sad ...that it is in the past tense.

I used to love the things you used to love,
I used to stan people you were fond of,
I used to feel the things for you even you aren't aware of,
I used to keep an extra one whatever you are in need of,
I used to keep away the moments that you are afraid of by keeping you busy in my nonsense blabbering,
I used to love seeing you experience new things that you love to,
I used to shield you from the scary thoughts of leaving you,
I didn't even gave you the thought of leaving me.
But now, all the things have changed.
Just, lost in the
Hope.
Of.
Making.
You.
Mine.

My love for you is not gone ...it was just closed for the time-being ....Just expecting a little hope that may bloom anytime.

Nothing hits hard....pre or post heartbreak.
But the duration of realization...

You are not ready to burrow any of the love that in turn hurts you a lot. So, gather your feelings and put in a box remember don't let them emit through you. There you find peace.

Deep down my heart is melting like a cheese when a hot knife put on.
Missing you with most sacred feelings holding back the weeping of my pupils.
Hating you was never my thing ever.
Studies. Made a hard choice.
Distance is a terrible thing.
Vacating from the imagination can't let me feel your presence.
Can't tell my little brain to stop this feed of nonstop thoughts of yours.
When can I again have your gaze on me?
When can I put my heart on yours while sleeping?
Missing wasn't my thing until you came.

Then: No can replace you.
Now: Someone should replace you.

EXPERIENCE teaches us alot.
We gain the SICKLE.
S - Speed
I - Interest
C - Confidence
K - Knowledge
L- Language
E - Emotions .
They are all bound to be together while experiencing.

The silence during our conversation is not known to be 'an awkward silence', but it includes the bunch of hums produced by our hearts when we are together.

Well..... Sad but true.
Lies take the first priority in love.

People who laugh their hearts out are permitted to stalk by. They give us the longest energy bar. Their eyes give the sparkle which everyone need in their life each and every moment. No matter how bad their character reveals,their smile is good enough to make someone reassuring that their life is also too good to feel happy with whatever they had up to. They make us feel that we are worth too.

Sometimes we don't like missing someone.
The thing is we don't want them being our memory. But still, we miss them somewhere.

Attraction. Crush. Known. Stranger.

Sharing stares is good, but letting them know that I love to, is unbelievably good.

It is a strange feeling, when someone sees you randomly and they instantaneously look at you one more time.

You may try to hide yourself in the shell of  "Inexpressiveness". But you may not notice that I have already aborted your mission.

Music is the knot that ties between our imaginations and the person.
Ties may be knotted at your worst and your happiest too.

You aren't my time pass, but I let my time pass only for you.

I just wanna travel with you atleast for one day,
Holding into your arms,
Leaning on your shoulder,
Experiencing the sweetness of the moments,
Holding the heaviness of joy in my heart,
The urge to feel your presence is irreplaceable,
I know that hugging is not your cup of tea but next time, I can't let you go away from me.